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 Posted: Fri Oct 17, 2008 4:03 pm
Rebecca rubbed Cory's back softly. "It's okay." She then stood up. "I have a story." She said as a tear ran down her cheek. "Well see I had this older brother." A small smile came onto her face but it quickly faded. "And well I got into a fight with these boys and they tried to hurt me so My brother steped in to try to stop it." She then broke out crying. "He tried to fight back but one of the guys pulled a knife out on him and stabbed him right infront of me, right in the heart too. The guys just ran off laughing and I waited with my brother until the ambulance came but by then it was too late." She then hugged her sweater tighter, smelling her brother on the sweater. She tried to wipe her tears away but she just couldn't, they kept coming out. She sat back down and crawled into a ball. She then pulled out her pad of paper. 'Thats the first and last time you'll ever hear me talk again.' She wrote and showed it around.
Aiden was a little hesitant at first but sighed. He stood up then said "I have my story too. My little sister was the one I loved and protected, and since my parents never cared about me or her I looked out for her, paying for everything she needed and just being like a big brother. Then she got cancer." He started to cry. "My parents didn't even care. I had to work up all the money just to get her one session of keimo theripy and thats all I could pay for on the little money I had. She died not too long ago and I've always flet like I could have done something." He then rolled up his arm sleeve. "This tattoo is a symbol of hana. The heart with her name was made before she died and I got the knife when she died." He then sat back down and wiped his eyes.
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Posted: Fri Oct 17, 2008 4:37 pm
Matthew eye's waterd slightly as he heard everyones story, well not everyones. He sighed as he looked around his voice squeeked, but he hadn't said a work, he softly wrapped his arms around Aiden and rubbed his back, before he rose to his feet, pulling off his shirt, a tatto across his whole torso, an expensive one, black and white ink, it had works, but they wern't in english. Agshetera Ashtamba, then there was the name Madeline, it was a big heart, with a knife through it and blood dripping. It was nicly done a real work of art, just like adiens. He looked around the room, he whiped his face with his shirt before dropping it on Aidens lap. There was a small inscription in the broken line, it said mass murdurer. "I'm a killer, but people say it's not my fault.." He whisperd as he glaned back at Aiden. "Maybe all of us sharing our storys will help, but in certain way's I doubt it. Because I bet like many others, including myself, we don't want your bloody sympathy, we don't want to be alone, but we don't want to share the things that hurt us most. If you haven't noticed tend to invoulvle the only ones who truly cared. We don't want to share, and I bet none of us would have come, if you had told us the reasons. Don't feed us the bull s**t and the lies if that's what you plan on doing. Because of our losses were probably hostile and sure were younge but were not stupid. If you think were gonna bidn together as one, you might as well kick me out, and maybe a few others.." He looked around the room and sighed. "But I guess, like everyone else, I have a story..."
He paused as he glanced back at Aiden, trying to remember what he'd said to him. ""All I could remember from my happy child hood, was my girlfriends kisses, and her hugs, they were my faviroute thing, the lit up my life. Even the smallest of details about her made me happy, I'd never had a smile so wide when we said we'd get married and have kids. But, we were 13, and madly in love. I didn't want to let her go for the world, I would have gladly let her rip my heart out, as long as it made her happy. I just, I don't know where I went wrong. All I ever did was try to make her happy, and whenever I asked her if she was, she smiled and said I'm great. Why didn't I see the signs I just can't believe she's gone.
Well, I guess your wondering what the hell I'm babbling on about now, you see, I was planning to meet up with her on her birthday, I bougth her concert tickets and everything. I stood outside her window all night long when her parents had told me at the door she couldn't see me right now. I believe them, but as I sang her faviroute song, outside her window, I herd a gun shot, it was from inside, so I jumped and climbed inside, she was in mid fall when I caught her, cradling her as I cried, she was gone and I knew it. No one cared but me though. Her parents blamed me for her death, and to this very day so do I. "Matthew glanced around the room, as he picked up his shirt and sat down, tears rolling down his chest and onto his jeans as he closed them and tried to calm himself. [[Gotta love copy and paste...]]
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Posted: Fri Oct 17, 2008 8:51 pm
"Aww, he's crying again. OK, well, guess it's my turn." Ryu interrupted. "I had a good friend. Met her in elementary school, and we held on until last summer." She shrugged. "Anyway, we had bad influences, and we owned guns. Gunfight, all that wonderful things, she got shot. I'm not going into why." Even through her pretend, you could see the hurt. It was buried deep, but it showed if you looked. "So, she got shot, she dies, I go to help her, and the same b***h who killed her shot my ********' eyes out. Well, one. The other had to be stabbed out because the infection traveled from one eye to the other. The doctor wishes I could say 'surgically removed', but somehow I think that word sounds like hocus pocus. My eye got stabbed out, and I'm blind now. So please, don't ******** with me unless you want a face full of cane." Ryu tapped her cane twice, then lapsed into her own silence, staring out over the walls. For a few moments she was gone. Then she blinked back into the present. "Anyone want to see the scars?" She mentioned, almost threateningly, with her hand on the sunglasses.
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Posted: Fri Oct 17, 2008 9:10 pm
Coy listened and watched as Serena gave her little rant about sharing the stories, but listened more intently when she told her story. He felt as though he shouldn't be there, everyone else had had a more dramatized death to their loved one. And what was his? nothing but his best friend dying from annorexia. She had meant the world to him, but somehow what happened with her didn't seem as bad as everyone else's now. "You can skip me. I'm not buying into your dog a pony show here. Not now. Not ever." Coy said and looked over to the official looking man as he sat down. He noticed he still had ahold of Serena's hand after sitting and then smiled, glad that she hadn't let go. In a way it was comforting and in another way it made him happy.
Cory regained his composesure [sp?] and sat there in silence with a more grim look on his face now, like he could burst into tears at any moment again. He focused on one spot on the gym floor and started to wander off into space, thinking intently about questions that had been left unanswered. The part of the story left untold, the information not given to the others. Maybe I got my message across... he thought to himself. Cory then listened to Rebecca speak, his eyes narrowed as he still stared at the spot on the gym floor. When she sat back down he scooted over next to her and put his arm around her and kinda gave her a 'side hug', if you will, to comfort her as she did him with rubbing his back.
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Posted: Fri Oct 17, 2008 9:54 pm
She only half-listened to other people's stories... It's not that she wasn't interested... She just felt that it wasn't any of her business... Death should be shared through close ones, not complete strangers, and though she felt angry at the school for having them do this, she had no intention of staying. And so, after she heard Coy's explanation of not wanting to share, she smirked at him... He had some dignity... And some sense of needing privacy, which she appreciated... Everyone else didn't seem to mind... But, she knew she did. Who cared about her story anyway? She didn't want people doing the whole "I'm so sorry for you" thing... Sometimes sympathy hurt the most...
"Hey, you wanna get the hell out of here? I'm about done with this crap... It's not that I don't want to listen... I just don't feel right listening..." she said softly, tugging a little on his hand to hopefully get him to go with her... At that moment, she definitely did not want to be alone... And at that moment, she wanted to be around him...
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Posted: Sat Oct 18, 2008 7:03 am
"Yeah sure." he said to her. "I'm outta here if you wanna." he continued. Coy had felt the tug on his hand and took it as a sort of 'come on' thing. "Where do you wanna go though?" Coy asked not knowing where she'd lead them both. Though he didn't seem to care at the moment because he too wanted to get out of there before he'd be forced or something to actually tell his story.
[[ gonna be gone for like the rest of the day... sorry much. But if I do get back on it'll be late... well at least here it will be. ]]
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Posted: Sat Oct 18, 2008 1:02 pm
Tiffany's eyes were burning with tears as she listened to people's stories, some of which were not much different than her own. She had a sick feeling in the pit of her stomach because of the way the school was treating the most painful thing in a few teenagers' lives. Her heart ached for everyone, and finally she decided that she could tell about her brother.
"I'm pretty sure there are better ways to approach this, but I guess I can share for this sick excercise.
I don't know if y'all heard about that big shoot-out at that little high school last month. Anyway, there were these three bastards, alumni of the school, looking for revenge on a teacher. They didn't even know or care about the seven kids that were injured, or the three that..." Tiffany began to choke up and a tear ran down her cheek. "My brother, Brandt, he... he was just in the wrong place at the wrong time, you know. Anyway, I'm done." She crossed her arms accross her body and was silent.
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Posted: Sat Oct 18, 2008 1:41 pm
She looked at him, her eyes almost searching, longing to be anywhere... Anywhere but in that seat in the stuffy gym with people who now knew about her pain...
"Anywhere but here, I don't care where we go, as long as we get out of here..." she asid, her voice soft, her eyes frantic, almost, from having to hold in so many tears that were still daring to flow out of her eyes... "C'mon," she said and got up without looking around at the circle, telling herself she didn't care what the teacher thought... And she walked out, hitting the now cloudy day outside... She felt rain coming... How ironic.
And in her mind, a storm was bubbling too, festering, daring to emerge and flood over... It was driving her insane and she had only wished she hadn't gone to school that day... Hadn't experienced what she had... Hadn't said what she had said. If only she knew how to keep her mouth shut sometimes, she would get in a lot less trouble...
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Posted: Sat Oct 18, 2008 7:11 pm
Aiden even through his tears just grabbed onto Matthew and hugged him tightly. "Honestly man I am just so sorry to hear about her and I am so proud that you just told everyone your story."
Rebecca looked over at cory and just wiped her eyes. She moved his arm off of her then just sat on the floor in a ball. She hugged her knees and her sweater as she just buryed her face in her arms and continued to cry softly. She then stood up and just walked out, feeling like she just couldn't be in there anymore.
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Posted: Sat Oct 18, 2008 9:04 pm
Coy stood up quickly and followed Serena out of the gym. When he had finally caught up to her, at an arms length, he reached out and took her hand and spun her around so she was facing him. Coy put his arms around her in a tight embrace. "I admire you...." he said as he moved his head away so he could look her in the eyes. "You told your story... and that takes a lot of self control not to get so upset over. But it's a good thing in a way." he said and then loosened his arms around her. "I'm not always the best with explaining my words or my actions. But I just do what I feel... So... sorry if you don't like hugs." he said backing off a little.
Cory moved his arm willingly as she moved it off from around her. It must've been something she didn't want. Like everyone else, sympathy was the worst thing you could get at that moment. Cory didn't mind it as much though, it was their way of showing that they care, and that's what meant the most to him at the moment. He watched as she walked out of the gym along with the other two. It seemed more like a walk out than a walk in and sit. Cory smiled a little at that but then forgot about it and looked around to everyone else. They each had their own story, their own sorrows, their own pains. But in a way they all seemed to be the same. It was 'peaceful' in a way to him.
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Posted: Sun Oct 19, 2008 11:09 am
Rebecca leaned againest the outside wall for a moment then clearly her thoughts. She walked back in and sat back down at her past seat. 'Okay I'm sorry about that.' She wrote then showed it around as she looked at Cory. "I'm sorry." She wihspered softly into his ear.
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Posted: Sun Oct 19, 2008 12:25 pm
"It's all good." Cory whispered back. He could somewhat understand why she didn't want to talk now. Sitting with arms folded together and legs crossed he looked around the circle of people, all breaking down in some sort of emotion about their loved ones.
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Posted: Sun Oct 19, 2008 1:03 pm
Rebecca looked over at Cory. She pushed her hair back out of her face then hugged Him softly. "I'm really sorry to hear about your girlfriend." She said with a pained tone in her voice.
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Posted: Sun Oct 19, 2008 1:35 pm
Cory, a little surprised by her hug, widened his eyes. But then relaxed and put his arms around her and hugged her back. "Thanks..." Cory sighed out to her. Some of the images came back, but they weren't as bad as they had been before. "Are you gonna be ok though Rebecca?" he asked her, just to be sure. "You do know... you don't have to talk if it's that important to you.... I'll understand."
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Posted: Sun Oct 19, 2008 1:53 pm
Rebecca wiped her eyes just incase there were any tears. "I'm fine...and well I'll talk to you because I feel like I can trust you not to tell anyone about my voice." She said with a small chuckle. She then remembered a quote from one of her favourite movies. "Hey uhh cory?" She said softly.
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